Hot like fiyah
Hot like fiyah
Hot like fiyah
Hot like fiyah
I’m Hot like Fiyah Scorching rims on The tire
This is my game in throne and your b#tch suppose to be a home
But you blowing up her phone
Uh huh we gone
But you blowing up her phone
Uh huh we gone
I’m Hot like Fiyah Scorching rims on the tire
This is my game in throne and your b#tch suppose to be a home
But you blowing up her phone
Uh huh we gone
But you blowing up her phone
Uh huh we gone
The Pointer on the buff got me acting up
You should of seen his face when I grab thе pump ugh
b#tches dance around wit tight mini skirt
Pull up in a hell cat makе it go skirt skirt
Aye
All I see is dope scale and money counter
The paper cuts come from all this money counting
The 4.5 stay stuck down my center column
Pull up my pants and watch me do my pro dance
Gold digger and big booty is what like Hit her with this dick she call me dynamite
Speak my mind cause biting my tongue hurt
Excuse me if I’m being rude let me check my attitude
Excuse mr additude why you got a additude
CAUSE I’M ON SOME OTHER sh#t DREGO GOT A HUNET CLIP
Best believe we running sh#t
And I’m in it to win touchdown I just hit your b#tch that the ended
I’m Hot like Fiyah Scorching rims on the tire
This is my game in throne and your b#tch suppose to be a home
But you blowing up her phone
Uh huh we gone
But you blowing up her phone
Uh huh we gone
I’m Hot like Fiyah Scorching rims on the tire
This is my game in throne and your b#tch suppose to be a home
But you blowing up her phone
Uh-huh we gone
But you blowing up her phone
Uh huh we gone
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